Friday, April 24, 2009

Should I Be Doing Something Else Right Now?

Conquering the mountain of laundry that threatens to take over my home?Or picking up the toys strewn about the living room floor?Replacing all the diaper bags and purses I ripped out of Kellie's closet in my desperate search for the perfect zipper pouch?Or possibly clearing the table so my poor family won't have to shove aside mail, oranges, and a sweater shaver to eat?

Yes. Yes I should.

Am I?

I think the following post answers that question -

A few things you missed in my pregnancy-induced laziness:

The farewell of a wonderful family, bound for Florida -Terra, Phil, and Nora Gudgel

The Imaginarium

28 Weeks

The Alaska Zoo

The Great Indoor Gent Family Easter Egg Hunt

The Alaska Aquarium

Dress-up(Despite the pouty face, this little girl was thrilled with her tutu!)

Spontaneous love and flowers for MaMa(Thank you Daddy! And thank you Kellie Allie!)

Lastly, my hardcore nesting that was a direct result of the previous post.With a highlight of my new diaper bag,all packed and ready for a possible pre-term birth.I figure if I have it packed, it will decrease my chances of needing it.Every little bit helps, right?

The Ju Ju Be - Be Right Back

Maya Wrap ring sling and a premium prefold for a burp cloth

MaMaMade Preemie-sized blanket on the left, receiving blanket on the right.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

I Can't Quite Put My Finger On It

Something is different. Something I can't pin down.

I feel like I'm running out of time.

Time to nest and prepare.

I have no concrete evidence to support this feeling. But there it is.

With Kellie, I felt this way about two weeks before she was born - pushing Brian to put up our Christmas tree, pestering Terra to have our family photos done, staying up too late to put the house in order...

Today, Heather drove my waddling pregnant body all over town - picking up items that only a nesting MaMa would deem necessary!

I'm wondering if I'm hyper-sensitive to this feeling because of how early and quickly Kellie arrived. Maybe I have more time than two weeks? My gut says four to eight weeks - leaning more towards four than eight.

If I had a crystal ball - I'd love to look into the future and see me pushing 39 weeks. I'd even take the shame of being the overly-sensitive pregnant lady who had herself and everyone around her convinced of the inevitable pre-term birth!

Monday, April 13, 2009

Kellieisms

-Whispering about the forbidden lollipop on the kitchen table: Can I have this candy for second? Shhh... we don't want to open it. Just look at it. Wait! I'll open it just a little bit... This is a SNACK for me!

-I told you - you don't want to tickle me!

-Kellie? Can you spell your name? Oh yeah, sure. K-e-l-i-e-l-i-e

-Whoa - I'm serious!

-That's disgusting! (gus-gusting)

-Vigorously kicking the back of the driver seat while in the car: I'm making music! With my feet!

-I had a bad dream tonight. Oh yeah, I did.

-Shouts across the BX parking lot to our friend Nate: Nate!? Are you going home or going to work? (Finds out from me that he's already at work, just stopped by to say "hi" to his family.) Oh! I love that you're here right now!